Naomi Frankel
@partisanprincess

The True Horror of ‘Globalize the Intifada’

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Clipping from my cousin Refael’s interview in 2001 for Hamodia newspaper.

Since October 7, calls to “Globalise the Intifada” have spread from London to Los Angeles—but this isn’t about land or politics. It’s about real, targeted violence against Jews, and the world now knows what that means.

“Globalise the Intifada?” Let me tell you what it really means—blood in the streets, children blown apart, families targeted simply for being Jewish. That’s intifada.”

Talk to my cousin Refael.

He was 15 years old in 2000, during the Second Intifada. Ask him what it was like to be directly involved in a terror attack, to have the terrorist’s body pieces splattered all over him. To see his heart and liver splayed out for all to see. To pick out the pieces of his friends scattered around.

That morning, Refael and a small group of boys stood at their usual pick-up spot—a petrol station near Kfar Saba—waiting for the armored coach to school. Normally the place was buzzing with Arab laborers. That day? Silent. Closed. They noticed, shrugged, carried on. His friends talked about sport; bored, he stepped away to fiddle with his new Walkman.

An Arab man with “wild eyes” walked past Refael towards his friends. He was later found to be Hamas-affiliated. Refael turned—he was behind the man now. That saved his life. The bomb was strapped to the man’s front.

The blast threw Refael into the air. His shoulder was injured. His ears rang. His vision blurred. When it cleared, two of his classmates were gone—what was left of them lying on the ground. Another boy sat frozen, his arm hanging by a single vein. Another had metal lodged in his eye, millimeters from his brain.

Refael’s friends that were murdered

 

The terrorist sent by Hamas

This is intifada. This is what Hamas meant it to be: murdering Jews.

Refael spent years waking up screaming for his mother, flinching at every loud noise. Endless therapy. He’s okay now. Many aren’t.

What “Intifada” Really Means

The word intifada literally means “uprising” in Arabic. Merriam-Webster gives the polite version: “an armed uprising of Palestinians against Israeli occupation of the West Bank and Gaza Strip.”

But ask those who lived through it, and you’ll hear a darker truth: intifada means terror. It means suicide bombings on buses, in cafés, and on city streets. It means ideology that glorifies death over life. It means teaching children that slaughter will earn them paradise.

The First Intifada (1987–1993) was largely stone-throwing and civil unrest. The Second Intifada (2000–2005) was a calculated campaign of terrorism—suicide bombings, gunfire, stabbings—killing over 1,000 Israelis and injuring thousands more.

Even after Israel built security barriers and checkpoints, attacks continued: stabbings, car-ramming incidents, incendiary balloons, and near-constant rocket fire from Gaza.

Since October 7, the Words Have Changed

Since October 7, the words Globalise the Intifada have been sprayed, chanted, hashtagged, and printed from London to Los Angeles. They’ve been shouted on megaphones in New York, daubed on synagogue walls in Paris, and scrawled on posters in Melbourne.

And yet, every time Jewish people point out how threatening it sounds, we’re told, “No, you don’t understand. It’s just about Palestinian liberation. It’s not about you.”

Except it is about us. It has always been about us.

They were waves of shootings, bombings, lynchings, and stabbings targeting Jews—civilians, children, families out shopping, people at bus stops. The “resistance” was restaurants exploding with diners inside. The “uprising” was the deliberate choice to murder Jews for being Jews. Just watch Ahlem Tamimi, one of those responsible for the Sbarro massacre 20 years ago, talk about how they purposefully targeted an area filled with Orthodox Jews.

So when you say Globalise the Intifada, you are saying: take that violence global. Spread it. Normalize it. Export it from Jerusalem to Johannesburg, from Sderot to Sydney.

After October 7, no one can pretend they don’t know what that means anymore.

We watched Hamas storm the border, slaughter over 1,200 people in a single day, rape women, burn families alive, kidnap grandmothers and toddlers. We saw them livestream it. We saw people in Western cities hand out sweets to celebrate. Edgware Road in London was filled with cheering Muslims. Students at elite universities released statements calling it “resistance.”

That was a taste of the Intifada—in real time. And you want it global?

Don’t tell me it’s “just about land.” Hamas didn’t break into kindergartens to secure building permits. They didn’t butcher concert-goers to negotiate water rights. They came to kill Jews because they were Jews. And anyone else they believed was Jewish or allied with Jews. Crying ‘Allahuakbar’ on camera while they carried out their slaughter.

The Post–October 7 Landscape

Politicians like Josh Gottheimer call out this slogan as incitement to violence, while others—like Zohran Mamdani—try to sanitize it, pretending it’s merely a “call for justice.” The ADL reports antisemitic incidents in the US have exploded to record highs since October 7. Jews have been beaten in the street, harassed on campus, and had their homes vandalized—all under the cover of “Free Palestine.”

It makes sense this is the new Nazi cry, one Jews everywhere now associate with murder. Where are the moderate Muslims condemning these violent extremists? They are few and far between, for good reason. Clearly, the moderates are happy for them to do the dirty work for them.

We’ve seen the shift. We know what this is.

Because the truth is simple: they don’t want us living in Europe, or America, or Canada—if that were the case, they wouldn’t try to hurt us there, would they? In 1939, German Nazis screamed for us to go back to British-mandated Palestine. In 2025, Islamist extremists scream for us to go back to Europe. Jew-haters just want us dead and gone but are too coward to admit it.

This isn’t a warning. It’s a fact. If we let them, the next October 7 won’t be in Israel. It could happen in other cities. It could be on your street. At your child’s bus stop. And there will be no one to stop it but us.

About the Author
Naomi is a freelance writer and Jewish/Israel activist. Keep up with her on Instagram: @partisanprincessbackup
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